In March, the weather gets warmer.
The spring breeze makes tourists drunk.
There are gradually more and more pedestrians on the roadside.
Daxia occupies the Central Plains and is known as the center of the world. It has four distinct seasons throughout the year.
"Unknowingly, it has been three months since I came to Luodu."
Li Qingxuan sighed in his heart.
The weather is fine today and the sun is shining brightly. Gungun, who is already four months old, has grown in stature.
The jet-black hair shines in the sun, and the ears have stood up, which is very extraordinary.
When buying a dog, the elder brother said that Gungun had wolf blood, but Li Qingxuan didn't take it seriously.
But looking at Gungun's appearance now, maybe it's true.
Li Qingxuan thought that after two months of growth, it would be time to tie Gungun up.
After all, it looks so fierce, even if it doesn't attack people, people passing by will be frightened.
Chen Qingzhi was practicing his sword in the yard, while Li Qingxuan stood at the door of the painting studio, playing with the puppy and watching the passers-by.
Even though it's only early spring, it's still a bit chilly.
However, many women's clothes are already somewhat elegant, and they come and go, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
Li Qingxuan thought of the clothes he wore in movies and TV shows in the past. It was obvious that people in this era were still a little conservative.
Li Qingxuan suddenly wondered if he could still work part-time as a designer and design a few sets of clothes that would be thinner and better highlight his figure.
In an instant, Li Qingxuan thought of a lot.
Tube top, miniskirt, black stockings…
Stop it, stop it...I will be dragged to the Meridian Gate and beheaded.
There are many people doing business on this street, and the neighbors are already familiar with Li Qingxuan.
The lady selling bean curd was having some difficulty pushing the trolley uphill, so Li Qingxuan hurried over to help.
Soon Li Qingxuan helped the aunt push the small trailer up.
"Thank you Mr. Li, you are such a good person. Would you like a bowl of tofu pudding?"
"No, I just had breakfast."
Li Qingxuan smiled and refused.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a dog barking, very urgently.
Turning around, he saw two men in slave uniforms wrapping a rope around Guangguo's neck.
One person pulled the rope hard, and another person went over to grab the rolling tail.
Although Gungun has wolf blood, he is only four months old. He bared his teeth and made a sharp sound, filled with fear and anger.
The two slaves pulled hard to pull Gungun to the carriage nearby, where someone was holding a bag, obviously intending to put it in it.
In the carriage, a fair-faced young man was lifting the curtains of the carriage and giving instructions: "This dog is a good one. It's good to take him back to guard the door."
When people around saw Li Qingxuan's dog being caught, they all looked anxious, but no one dared to stop him.
This young man's status was extraordinary at first glance. Although they were already very familiar with Li Qingxuan, they would not dare to offend him.
"This damn dog is barking so much that it's annoying. If you move more quickly, I'm still in a hurry to go home."
The fair man said impatiently.
The slave exerted force on his hand, and the dog let out a shrill whine.
When Li Qingxuan saw this scene, his eyes turned red.
I bought Gungun when I first came to Luodu. After raising him for such a long time, I have developed a deep affection for him.
These people want to take away their own dogs just because they are interested in them. This is simply too much.
"Stop it!"
He roared angrily, stomping on the ground, causing spider web-like cracks to appear on the stone-paved ground, and he quickly rushed towards the direction of the carriage.
The young master heard Li Qingxuan's roar and already guessed that Li Qingxuan should be the owner of the dog.
Not only did he not restrain himself, but there was a bit of amusement in his eyes.
The slave who was pulling the rope suddenly heard the roar of strong wind in his ears. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was already a step too late.
Li Qingxuan's fist hit his back, knocking him to the ground.
The rope in his hand also flew away.
Unfettered by the rope, Gungun turned around in an instant and bit down hard on the arm of the slave that was holding its tail.
"ah!"
The slave screamed in pain.
Swinging his arms, he was about to slam Gungun to the ground.
"boom."
But it wasn't the sound of rolling down, but Li Qingxuan had already rushed over first and punched the slave on the cheek.
Three teeth flew out directly.
People around him subconsciously stayed away for fear of being affected.
Li Qingxuan heard Gungun whimpering and found that a piece of hair fell off from the rope around his neck.
Li Qingxuan stroked the dog's head to calm his raging emotions, and at the same time looked at the young master sitting on the carriage with cold eyes.
He is the culprit.
At this time, seven or eight slaves surrounded him.
The young master also walked out of the carriage and looked at Li Qingxuan with a cold face.
"You dare to hit my slave?"
"I dare to kill you!"
Li Qingxuan's voice was equally cold.